AllFreeNovel
Share Us
We stumbled out of the elevator, leaning against the wall next to the apartment door while Gunner unlocked it. “You guys are going to have a hangover from hell tomorrow.” He chuckled.
Freya stuck her tongue out at him, and his eyes heated up. “I can think of better things you could do with that tongue.”
“Ewww, stop it.” Holding my hands up, I stumbled into the apartment, desperate to get away from them.
Making my way to the guest bedroom, I fell down on the bed, only to right myself again. If I didn’t get out of the dress and shoes, I’d be unable to sleep properly. I might pass out for a few hours, but then I’d wake up again.
The buckles seemed to have some locking mechanism on them, as they wouldn’t open.Shoes might have to stay on.
I stood up, then crashed against the nightstand, sending the lamp flying. It landed on the plush carpet with a soft thud but didn’t break.
Contorting myself to undo the zipper on the side, my fingers finally grabbed it. “Aha, take that, you sucker.”
“Who are you talking to?”
Startled at Freya’s reappearance, I dropped my hold on the zipper. “My damn zipper. It needs encouragement to open.”
“Here, let me help.”
She was already in her pajamas, face makeup free.
Blinking at her, I wondered how long I’d been trying to undress myself. “How are you already in your pj’s?”
Unzipping me and helping me pull the dress over my head, she kneeled to get my shoes off next. “You’ve been in here for twenty minutes.”
Huh.
Sitting down, I took off my shoes, sinking my feet into the soft carpet. Gunner did have only the best of everything. The need to wash all the regret off me was too big to ignore. “I’m going to take a shower.”
Freya dropped down on the bed, scooting up to lean against the headboard. “I’ll wait.”
She turned the TV on, and I went into the bathroom, leaving the door open. After turning on the water, I took my underwear and bra off. Sweet relief.
“You don’t have to stay here. I’m fine on my own,” I called, then stepped in the shower.
“And I’m fine on your bed,” she called back loud enough so I could hear her over the water.
“Go back to Gunner. I’m about to pass out anyway.”
“Shut up. I’m staying.”
There was a myriad of expensive-looking bottles in the shower, and after smelling every single one, I lathered myself up with soap, then washed my hair.
My face twitched with the need to hold back tears. Not even the subtle scent of the shampoo could take my mind off my situation.
Giving up the fight, I sank onto the tiles, letting go of the tears I’d been holding on to so desperately. I hated being in this position. I was strong. I didn’t let much get to me. But not only had Liam torn down all my walls, he’d set off a bomb, leaving my insides shattered, the broken pieces not fitting together anymore.
“You still alive in there?” Freya called, startling me. “Not that I don’t love a long shower myself, but it’s been thirty minutes.”
Pulling myself back up, I turned the water off. “I’m good. Coming out now.”
Drying off, then wrapping the towel around myself, I stood up straight.
Get your shit together, Quinn. You’re being ridiculous. He’s only one man. There’ll be plenty of others.
But there’s only one Liam, my traitorous heart chimed in.
Freya was under the blankets when I came back to the bedroom. Pulling on a spare pair of her pajamas, I crawled into bed next to her. “I’m okay. Go be with Gunner.”
